of Montana and he sees a sign in front of
a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog
For Sale 'He rings the bell and the owner appears
and tells him the dog is in
the backyard.
The guy goes into the backyard and sees
a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.
"You talk?" he asks.
"Yep," the Lab replies.
After the guy recovers from the shock of
hearing a dog talk, he says
"So, what's your story?"
The Lab looks up and says, "Well, I discovered
that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the
government, so I told the CIA.
In no time at all they had me jetting from country to
country, sitting in rooms with spies
and world leaders, because no one
figured a dog would be eavesdropping."
"I was one of their most valuable spies
for eight years running...
But the jetting around really tired me out, and I
knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a
job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious
characters and listening in.
I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals."
"I got married, had a mess
of puppies, and now I'm just retired."
The guy is amazed. He goes back
in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog.
"Ten dollars,' the guy says.
'Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him
so cheap?"
"Because he's full of crap. He's never been out of the
yard."